I'm sick of the bro club, and I don't want to play.
I don't need to be overtly sexual in order to garner male attention. My male attention comes in the form of people with penises who actually enjoy my fully-clothed company. Is there anything wrong with someone viewing me as attractive? Fuck no! Actually, I love to hear about it when it does happen, but my point is that I don't need to wear sex on my sleeve 24/7, especially when I'm doing the things that I love such as playing music and riding my bike. I feel like these Playboy standards of beauty are leeching into the subcultures and scenes that I circulate in and these boys are acting no different then the Pi Kappa Alphas I went to college with. Where have all the enlightened, educated, and most importantly SOCIALLY AWARE men gone?
Maybe it's a maturity level. Maybe that's just what happens when you have certain levels of testosterone in a group. Maybe I'm just making excuses for petty behavior. Regardless, my femininity or lack thereof should not make me feel better or worse than anyone. Nor should it make any other woman feel that way.
I can't wait to live in a world where this is a non-issue. Too bad I'll never see it in my lifetime.
If you've got something to say feel free to discuss in the comments below.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
So... life is getting there.
Started a new band with old friends the end of 2008. It's called Porch Fire and is the result of Screeching Weasel, Dillinger Four, and Paul Westerberg's bastard child. Though, at this point it really just sounds like noise... but I do feel lucky to be in a band with such talented kids as Eric and Matt. Even if we tease each other like siblings 24/7. It's a totally different dynamic than I'm used to and we're starting to do a lot more together outside of just playing music. Which is great, because I love those kids, and I'm all about expanding my horizons. Oh, and cold-pressed coffee is amazing - thanks Eric.
We're currently trying to get our shit together. Our first show was laughable, but we motored on through. Hoping to get into the studio at the end of this month to record a demo, and looking to play out again in April. Keep an eye out for us, but don't blink or our set will be over.
Doll Parts is becoming even more of a priority in my life now. We're all ladies, and we're finally writing songs on our own that are pretty catchy pop-punk tunes. We're in the market for a new name (as I'm sick of the Hole references) but other than that, I couldn't be happier with them. All the girls are fun, the drama level is next to none, and I have a really big part in the direction the band is taking... all of which have been abscent in my latter musical endeavors. We're playing our next show on April 4th at New World Brewery with St. Pete's finest: Car Bomb Driver and The Spears (featuring none other than the legendary Chris Barrows)!
The Skirts are moving on up. We're becoming an incorporated entity, and applying for non-profit status as soon as the paperwork goes through. They started out as a group of girls who wanted to get together, ride bikes, and get some brews... and we're now becoming an actual cooperative, throwing races, donating to local women's shelters, and introducing new people to the idea of riding bikes. Once again, exciting stuff is on the horizon for us, and I'm glad to be a part of the board. Oooh. That sounds so fancy.
I'm really trying to put my priorities in line, and setting my own attainable goals for myself. Life moves slow, but it goes fast. I used to think that learning from my past will help me in the future, but the only purpose it serves is to depress the shit out of me. Lamenting on old emotions and situations does nothing but depress the shit out of me. I want to ride the wave and hold on for dear life. I want to move full steam ahead.
I want to be anchorless again.
We're currently trying to get our shit together. Our first show was laughable, but we motored on through. Hoping to get into the studio at the end of this month to record a demo, and looking to play out again in April. Keep an eye out for us, but don't blink or our set will be over.
Doll Parts is becoming even more of a priority in my life now. We're all ladies, and we're finally writing songs on our own that are pretty catchy pop-punk tunes. We're in the market for a new name (as I'm sick of the Hole references) but other than that, I couldn't be happier with them. All the girls are fun, the drama level is next to none, and I have a really big part in the direction the band is taking... all of which have been abscent in my latter musical endeavors. We're playing our next show on April 4th at New World Brewery with St. Pete's finest: Car Bomb Driver and The Spears (featuring none other than the legendary Chris Barrows)!
The Skirts are moving on up. We're becoming an incorporated entity, and applying for non-profit status as soon as the paperwork goes through. They started out as a group of girls who wanted to get together, ride bikes, and get some brews... and we're now becoming an actual cooperative, throwing races, donating to local women's shelters, and introducing new people to the idea of riding bikes. Once again, exciting stuff is on the horizon for us, and I'm glad to be a part of the board. Oooh. That sounds so fancy.
I'm really trying to put my priorities in line, and setting my own attainable goals for myself. Life moves slow, but it goes fast. I used to think that learning from my past will help me in the future, but the only purpose it serves is to depress the shit out of me. Lamenting on old emotions and situations does nothing but depress the shit out of me. I want to ride the wave and hold on for dear life. I want to move full steam ahead.
I want to be anchorless again.
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